Parallel Light
Almost all of the light
that makes life as we know it
possible comes from
a single body
far distant from us
in the depths of space
although the path light takes
and the quality of light
that we perceive
varies throughout the year
the cool gray of November
being very different from
the intensity of July
when we abandon the outdoors
roll ourselves into shadows
any darkness we can find
and there we are locked out
of the abstraction of pure shape
or pure energy
transformations that vary
depending on the speed of light
waves of energy appearing
indistinguishable
from the mass of it all
parallel lines that curve
into infinity where desire
is abandoned by the purity of physics
trapped in a world of signs
of wires that cross
as they determine a borderline
a solar system once misplaced
in the corner of a darkened room
all of this seeded by repetitions
of creation and collapse
unbounded by any concept of time
that we are able to comprehend.
Paul Ilechko is a British American poet and occasional songwriter who lives with his partner in Lambertville, NJ. His work has appeared in many journals, including The Bennington Review, The Night Heron Barks, Southword, Permafrost, and Pirene’s Fountain. His first book is scheduled for 2025 publication by Gnashing Teeth Publishing.
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